“Ah, is that all you have to say, dragon? It’s not too late to submit here and now. Hahaha, that expression on your face is even better than disgust! Look at you!”

The red dragon shifted between her feet with an irritated huff, lance clutched firmly in hand. It was clear from here it wouldn’t be an easy task to strike this man down, but the fact that he claimed more power over her made the woman’s blood boil.

Oh how she wanted to fall for these taunts and throw herself into combat to see who truly was stronger but something held her back for now. It couldn’t be fear, could it?

“Hmm...” She paused as she thought over her response for a few seconds more, “Not now, but someday. If you are truly so strong I would enjoy felling you.” A click of her tongue as the man continued to laugh at her, mocking her. The black dragon beneath him spread its wings as if intending to lunge forth, giving Seyua all that she needed to know about the situation - there wouldn’t be a chance to back down. Not now.

“Very well then. I shall show you why I am known as Aethera’s beast princess!”